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Whenever she was idly chatting, Daisy Zane was pretty casual.
Replying whenever she felt like it and leaving ssages read without replying if she didn’t.
Today was no exception, only Holt Lawrence was trying to reach her for various reasons to et up.
[Nana, the biennial selection for Celestial Pivot is about to start, do you want to make the questions?]
Daisy Zane leaned back in her chair, wearing a Bluetooth headset. Her hand holding the cell phone resting on her leg, lowered her head, and tapped the
reply to Holt Lawrence: [Let make the questions, you an no one wants to participate this year?] Holt Lawrence: […Can you be a bit humble?]
[Why should I be humble?]
[Fine, fine, you have the right to be proud. The quality of the competitors chosen in the year before last was too low, I want to raise the difficulty of the selection this year.]
Daisy Zane understood.
It wasn’t that he desperately needed her to co up with the questions; he needed the reputation of “Nathan Ninevara” behind the questions. That way, many people would participate, and the quality of the participants would be better from the start of registration.
[How many questions, and what difficulty?] Daisy Zane replied.
[Three. You choose the difficulty. It’s just for your nasake anyway, it won’t be the sole assessnt standard.]
Daisy Zane: .
Just as Daisy Zane was about to reply, Turner Daniel suddenly turned his head. So, she looked up at him.
Turner Daniel held a pen in his right hand and a test paper in his left. When their eyes t, he hesitated for a mont.
No matter how many tis he saw her face, each ti he did, it was still captivating.
How could soone be so beautiful.
Especially those eyes, deep and tranquil like an ancient well, devoid of any emotion, it was even impossible to see any feelings hidden within.
But they were incredibly alluring all the sa.
Seeing him spaced out, Daisy Zane asked, “What’s up?
“Ah.” Turner Daniel ca back to his senses and said, “I wanted to ask about a question.”
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrow, thinking high school questions could still stump him.
“What’s the question.” Jessica Maxwell suddenly sat down in Charlotte Lane’s seat, “Does the divine child Turner have a question he can’t answer?”
Daisy Zane turned off her phone screen and glanced at her.
Turner Daniel also looked at her and gave a slight smile, “I’m not that much of a god, of course there are things I don’t know.”
Celeste Martin also ca over, standing next to the table, and smiled at them.
Jessica Maxwell looked at the test paper in his hand and smiled, “I just finished this set of papers. I know all the questions. Let explain it to you. After all…
Sister Lucia hasn’t been to school, let’s not embarrass her.”
As she spoke, Turner Daniel’s face visibly stiffened for a mont.
He glanced awkwardly at Daisy Zane, seeing her expression unchanged, with no reaction, before he let out a slight sigh of relief.
Yet, Jessica Maxwell seed as if she didn’t say anything inappropriate, and continued, “Celeste is also amazing, she still rembers her high school knowledge. I’m sure she knows all this too.”
Celeste Martin smiled and said, “I guess so. This set of papers was relatively easy for .”
After saying that, she patted Turner Daniel’s shoulder playfully, “If we know this, how could you not know? Don’t tarnish your divine child title here.”
Turner Daniel gave a weak smile, thinking that both of these won were not easy to deal with.
And Jessica Maxwell said, “Is it possible that this is deliberately arranged by the director to give Sister Lucia so screen ti?”
Daisy Zane leaned back in her chair, calmly watching Jessica Maxwell, quietly and serenely, as if watching a spectacle, waiting to see what other tricks she could co up with.
Turner Daniel couldn’t stand it any longer, he placed the test paper directly between Daisy Zane and Jessica Maxwell, pointing to the last question and said, “When I saw this question, I suddenly rembered a difficult calculus problem from university. I spent a long ti on it back then and never solved it. Later, our professor explained it to , but now when I suddenly think of it, I don’t understand it anymore.”
Daisy Zane, Celeste Martin, and Jessica Maxwell all looked at the test paper.
The last question had two parts.
Turner Daniel scribbled a bit on the sides of the two questions, then directly wrote the answers after the questions.
Then, in the blank space below, he wrote a new question.
The Chinese characters… Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell could recognize, but they had never seen those numbers and symbols that followed.
The two exchanged glances, unable to speak. He wrote that question, and they wondered what connection it had with the questions on their test papers that made him think of this question.
Turner Daniel also didn’t look at them, and took a piece of A4 paper from his desk, placed it next to Daisy Zane, and said, “This is the working I just did, the result ca out, but it’s too complicated. I rember our professor explained it very simply.”
Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell looked at that piece of paper, filled with dense writing on both front and back. And they thought he was not writing about math, but English.
Symbols and letters covered the entire paper.
The four of them fell silent for a mont, then Jessica Maxwell spoke sarcastically, “Can she understand it?”
Turner Daniel frowned slightly, while Daisy Zane picked up the pen on her table, and directly wrote down a mathematical thod on the test paper followed by three formulas.
Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell still couldn’t understand it.
However, Turner Daniel widened his eyes, looked at the mathematical thod, then looked at Daisy Zane.
His face showed a sudden understanding after his initial shock.
“Is the professor Edbert Shire?” Daisy Zane asked.
“No.” Turner Daniel said, “Do you know her?”
“I don’t.” Daisy Zane replied, “I’ve read her published thesis, and this mathematical thod was developed by her.”
“Yeah.” Turner Daniel stared blankly at Daisy Zane, with little stars of admiration in his eyes if you looked closely, “She’s my mother.”
Daisy Zane: . So it’s a family of super scholars.
Turner Daniel looked back at the test paper, “If we use this thod… it’s even simpler than what the professor explained.”
“You haven’t read your mother’s research results?” Daisy Zane asked.
“I just have a general understanding.” Turner Daniel replied, “I didn’t know it could be applied so broadly.”
“Here’s a suggestion for you.” Daisy Zane said.
“What?”
“Bribe the program team to delete this part, or else I’m afraid you won’t be able to go ho.” Daisy Zane said quietly..
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